“It’s a long way to Encarnacion,” Hi said.
“I like a bit of sport, when I get a horse like these country ones that’s got meat on the ribs.”
“You’ll hurry all you can, won’t you? People’s lives depend on it.”
“Dammy, Mr. Highworth, I’ll go like your old grandfather, and like what the old gentleman, old Mr. Ridden done.”
“Thank you.”
“I suppose it’s all right, Master Highworth?”
“Yes, it’s all right.”
“These foreigners aren’t like us, most of the time. They got this devil-worship and all sorts. Now a man likes to know what’s what and that. That’s only fair. But it’s these yellow devils makes them not go above board. They brought in the yellows to rule the whites; it’s that causes all the trouble.”
“That’s the cause of the trouble.”
“Well, I’ll do my best, Mr. Highworth.”